Women Empowerment

It didn’t come easy, becoming that woman. I battled a lack of self-worth and love that impeded me from celebrating my womanhood and inner and outer beauty

I have realized that to be a mother comes with sacrifice. I no longer put myself first, eat first, sleep first – and I definitely don’t sleep in.

No matter how life ebbs and flows (it always does) if I remember to hold onto the present moment I will remain joyous.

Insecurity? That feeling of I’m I not good enough? The feeling that makes you question everything around you? This is the same thing that can break you

At Desire Resorts no one boxes you in or expects you to behave because you’re a woman.

We met and he stated point blank with a grin on his face that if I wanted my job back I had to perform fellatio on a co-worker that stood right in front of us.

I chucked this man using my ass as an ATM machine as a man being a pig. As a man being a man. As a man seeing what he wanted and taking it. And I felt helpless.

So I walk away. He cries. I cry. Not because I feel bad. I honestly don’t give a shit at this moment. I cry because I miss my life.

I didn’t feel lovable. I didn’t feel like my voice mattered. So I silenced myself, dimmed my light and suppressed my wild, spontaneous and impulsive energy.

I didn’t want to admit to my mom that I wanted stereotypical woman things.

In a culture where curves equal beauty, a small chested girl isn’t necessarily eye catching.

Dishing on womanhood and entrepreneurial success with amazing S.I.P. panelists.

At first there was one. Now? I’ve lost count.

I feel like shit when I need something from someone.